Post Mordavia Apocalypse..
O
h. My. God.
Mordavia was awesome, and yet heartbreakingly sad. Every character that came to the game, bar five, died.
My Anya was one of the five.
Her old friend, Sebastian Creed, was not.
Dareen was thrown into War, and Eric returned home. He too, still exists.
Perhaps when it comes to LARP, Erin and I have something in common. We feel our characters. We cry their tears, we smile their smiles. I'm not just talking about literally, either. Her Character Ji'mara died as well.
Even now I can feel Anya's pain and grief as even her friends, new and old- fell, one by one on the Battlefield of Berium.
We may not have known each other long, but these characters have memories together, they have joys. These things go on, even after the spirit passes. Anya will plant that old Oak, one in Faery, One in Mordavia, just like she promised Sebastian she would do for him. She will go on, like she swore to Fleetstar, and keep resisting the Dark One, to keep Mordavia a home for all races, starting with the Unseelie kingdom.
I'm a complete mess, but I know this is a new Beginning for Anya. She knows who her Father is now, what that makes her, and what she has to do. I guess human contacts might have stopped that.. tied her to Mordavia too much. She has a new start now.
and because of this weekend.. So do I.